put me back together

"Remarkable," Isla says softly as the blade slides so effortlessly from his forearm; with her upgrade engaged, she's able to map how the blade works, how it aligns so as not to nick any bones or muscles. Honestly? It's fascinating, and were it not for the nature of the exam (reassurance, primarily), she'd likely spend hours trying to get a better look. It's interesting that Aamu cannot put his finger on what the second upgrade might do either, and Isla finally blinks herself back to reality, releasing him so she can step back and offer a gentle smile. "Perhaps you need to try and experiment with it," she suggests. "It might be a good idea to try and figure out what it does before Longnight. Speaking of that, though, I can't see anything that you should be concerned about." Isla the flesh is weak